Bad Things - Lincoln

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Wish I'd never come back to Lincoln

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'Cause every time I do they drive me out

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And I guess I never did too much thinkin'

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In those long gone days I try not to think about

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We'd hit these towns like tornados

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Just drinkin', stealin' and fightin' everywhere

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But then some dumb fuck down in Loredo

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Just ended up dying at the bottom of the stairs

Chorus

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And girl, where have you gone?

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I've been running all night just trying to catch

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your scent

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But every time I think I'm catching up

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You up and split the scene girl

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And so I hop another train without a dollar

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or a goddamn cent